In My Dreams - Liz Woodington

Pretty garden,
Full of flowers and trees.
Can hear the birds sing,
Hold on to nature,
Experience peace within.

Garden awash with colour
Fragranced with beauty.
Water trickling over rocks,
Sun shining above,
Casting shadows on the ground.

Stand in awe
Of this perfect place.
Catch a glimpse,
Before it disappears again.
It may be gone for some time.

Daybreak comes.
I stir from sleep,
And reality sets in.
It is all but a dream.
Back to the pain and hurt.

"Take me back," I say.

Liz Woodington